fat man who can't play football

Chapter 60
After arranging everything for the team, Fatty always felt that something was missing.It stands to reason that all aspects have been considered, and the fat man fell into deep thought...

Still unable to figure it out, the fat man felt that he might be too sensitive.

After daily training, Makelele and Yevez reduced the frequency and intensity of additional training for young players.

After all, the season has entered the final stage, and the players have entered a period of physical and mental fatigue.Overburdening them with training will increase their risk of injury. Fatty can't afford the team's non-combat attrition now.

The stubborn Cook still refused to go home early, and wanted to wait for the coaches to leave and practice more secretly.

Fatty noticed the disciple who was dawdling in not going back to the locker room to take a shower, and he was a little dumbfounded.

"Lewis, go wash and go home."

"Uh...boss, I'm still sweating. I want to wash it later."

"Lewis, I understand. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Relax and go home."

"Boss, but I don't think I have any extra time to waste. I wish I could have 48 hours a day."

Looking at Cook's furrowed brows and firm eyes, Fatty finally vaguely sensed what the team lacked.

On the surface, there are too many young people in Leeds United's current main lineup who lack experience, especially the experience of fighting tough battles at critical moments.

In fact, this all stems from their lack of confidence in their abilities.

Just like Cook now, he is more eager to win than anyone else, but deep down he always feels that his strength is not enough.

The fat man thought, he must find a way to make these young people believe that they are no worse than anyone else.

"Lewis, I know you are carrying too much now..."

The fat man didn't know how to go on for a while, and looked at Cook's eyes that clearly revealed longing.

Through this look, the fat man remembered the deepest expectation that the young captain of Leeds carried.

Think of the little girl who wanted to see Cook turn into a superstar.

Suddenly an idea popped into his mind, and Fatty thought he could give it a try.

"Lewis, don't practice today, go home early and rest. Get up early tomorrow to do something with me?"

"Boss?" Cook was full of distrust.

The fat man made a hurt expression, "Is that why you don't trust me?"

Cook nodded honestly, suddenly felt something was wrong, and shook his head again.

"Okay, Lewis. Look you can't tell a lie. Go home and see you tomorrow."

After all, Cook was brought out by Steve alone. Frightened by the majesty of the boss, he had no choice but to walk towards the locker room suspiciously.

Fatty believes that Little Cindy will definitely let Cook gain strength from the bottom of his heart.The fat man wondered whether he needed to bring more young people to receive spiritual baptism, but he was worried about disturbing little Cindy.

Forget it, let the player Cindy wants to see the most go see her.

The next day, Fatty woke up early.Just in case, the fat man still called Owen.

Owen told him that little Cindy's condition is still stable, but the doctor told her to rest more, so the meeting time may be very short.

"Then is there anything little Cindy wants to eat?"

"Cindy doesn't have a great appetite because of the radiation."

"Well, I'll take some of the new Leeds team magazine to Cindy, I think she'll like it."

"Thanks, Steve, really. Cindy just needed a distraction, thanks for coming to see her."

Owen obviously hasn't had a good rest recently, and his speech is a bit incoherent.

"Everything will be fine, Owen. I'm planning to give Cindy another mystery gift in a while."

"Really? Cindy will definitely look forward to your arrival when she finds out."

"See you later, Owen."

"Ok."

The fat man called Cook again.

"Hi sweetheart. Are you up?"

"Stop teasing, boss. Tell me what's the matter."

"It's boring, Lewis. Remember to bring a recently worn jersey when you go out later."

"Okay, boss."

"Don't you ask why?"

"Where will we meet later? Boss."

"Cindy's ward door."

"Ok."

beep...

Wood, wood.Can't even tease you?The fat man looked at the phone resentfully.

The fat man first drove the "Mustang" to the Leeds United Club, and took the mini No. 23 jersey specially printed by the staff. The names of Cook and Cindy were printed together on the back.

Fatty stared at the jersey and looked at it, it was really good.Little Cindy will definitely love it.

Fatty went to the office again to bring all the Leeds team brochures that Cindy had collected.

When the fat man walked to the door of Cindy's ward with the gift, Cook was already waiting at the door.

"Lewis, why don't you go in first?"

"Boss, I want to go in with you."

The fat man looked at Little Cook and said nothing.

Pushing open the door, fortunately, I didn't see the picture of the pipes being filled.Otherwise, the fat man doesn't know if he can bear it.

It was little Cindy who saw the fat man early and waved his hand happily.

"Hi Steve. Oh, my God. And Cook! Dad."

"Hi, little angel."

The fat man responded enthusiastically, and Cook beside him just smiled at Cindy.

"Cindy, guess what uncle is holding behind his back?"

"Barbie? Dabai? Or Pooh?"

The more Cindy talked, the more excited she became, she raised her neck and looked behind the fat man.

As the fat man listened, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Could it be that I guessed wrongly what the little girl wanted.

No matter, let's send the gift first.

"Oh! Cook. Is that what you're holding in your jersey?"

Wait, what's the situation?
"Of course, Cindy. The jersey brought me luck. Now, I hope it brings you luck too."

Cindy's eyes lit up after listening to Cook's words.

"I will definitely cherish it for good."

"Lewis, let's make a deal. I'll wear it to your game in ten years, and you'll be a big star by then."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Owen couldn't bear to hear this, so he turned his head and looked out the window.

The hand that the fat man grasped the gift couldn't help but began to tremble.

What a wonderful agreement this is...

"By the way, Steve. What's your gift for me?"

"Uh, Cindy. I think you must really want to know about Leeds' recent situation. Dangdangdangdang, there are things you want to see in these team magazines!"

"Oh, Dad. Look, here's a small jersey!"

He actually ignored the team magazine.

The fat man was about to cry.

"Yes, Cindy. This is specially prepared for you by the team. I hope you get well soon and wear it to cheer for Leeds!"

"This is so cool. I love it. It has my name and Cook's name on it. Look at it, Dad."

"Yeah, Cindy. That's cool. Can you come out with me, Steve?"

"Okay, Owen. Cindy, you have to obey the doctor's orders and have a good rest. We'll see you again sometime."

"See you, Steve Solo. See you, Lewis."

Fatty and Cook smiled and waved to the little angel.

Fatty and Owen came to that familiar corner again.

"Steve, you know. The treatment doesn't really change anything, we just hope it keeps Cindy with us a bit longer."

……

The fat man just watched a great father crying bitterly while covering his face in front of him.

The fat man couldn't say anything, so he could only step forward and hug him tightly.

On the way out of the hospital with Cook, the fat man sighed and said to Cook, "Lewis, remember everything you saw and heard today. In the days to come, these will bring you endless the power of."

Cook nodded emphatically.

(End of this chapter)